
"Om hear you also work part time night."
"Yashinta said om?"
"Yes. She can't be with you."
"Om know you won't want free help from Om. That's why Om will now take you to Om's restaurant. You can work there."
"The salary is pretty good, so you don't have to work at night. How's it?"
Ranti who sat beside Andri in the passenger seat was silent for a moment. He knew that Yashinta would not stand by and see him in distress. Ranti needs, she also refuses to accept free help from Andri and Yashinta. So that Andri's offer can not he just refuse.
"Don't make Yashinta worry, well." continued Andri, Ranti nodded with a smile. Making Andri's hand land softly on the top of his head. Yashinta loved Ranti so much that Andri did the same. Moreover, the boy was indeed very kind. Andri liked.
***
"It just so happened that Mother ngajakin Yas met. Yas also actually wants to come to the Bunda boutique later in the afternoon delivered by Papa." said Yashinta. They're on their way to Kafka's house. Kafka focused on driving, but for a moment he turned his head and asked. "Why what?"
"You're buying a dress or a dress for Papa's company's anniversary."
"When?"
"Two days left."
Kafka nodded in understanding, meaning that it would be Saturday. Afterwards, silence enveloped Kafka's white car. Yashinta turned her head and looked at the young man beside her. He looked at the handsome face of the man.
Kafka is her boyfriend, but Yashinta feels very distant with Kafka. Even once in a while Yashinta felt he did not recognize Kafka. The man was too close to him while Kafka knew everything about Yashinta. It's so unfair.
"Not fair." Yashinta unconsciously clucked. Makes Kafka look. "Loe, what's the talk?"
"Where are you going?" he asked in a soft voice but his eyes were on Kafka. Honestly, Yashinta wanted to ask this question this morning, but Kafka had already left.
"There's." Kafka said briefly while watching the road in front of him.
"Yas never saw." facts like that. Yashinta only sees Kafka if the lesson begins when the man is in his class, but at recess, Kafka will not be seen again until the time to go home.
"Gue deliberately avoidarin loe." Kafka answered lightly.
"Why?" ask Yashinta. Kafka did not reply, only remaining silent until the car he drove entered the gate of his house. Kafka began to open the seatblet he was wearing.
"No papa. I'm the same as you." he opened his voice after quite a long time.
"Pity why Kafka?" the girl asked Kafka to answer specifically, holding Kafka's hand ready to open the car door.
Kafka smiled faintly, brushed off Yashinta's hand and scrambled the top of the girl's head. "Same kasian loe has a girlfriend model rich I gini." he said that makes Yashinta momentarily pegung.
"So Kafka realized that Kafka was actually evil and did not fit Yas?" ask the girl innocently. Making a smile on Kafka's lips spontaneously faded. Kafka had too much hope for Yashinta to dismiss what he said. In reality, what Yashinta said is true.
"Udah, down! Mother is waiting." said Kafka in the end who made the girl nod.
"Kafka, man,"
The movement of Kafka's hand that was about to open the car door was restrained. "For Yashinta, Kafka is good. Either because Kafka is really, really good, or maybe Yas's feelings are exaggerated."
"But in spite of everything, Yas knew Yas loved Kafka the same. For now Yas doesn't care about anything, maybe in the future it will also be rich enough."
"Why can you love that as much as me?" kafka asked, this was the first time he asked that question, before Kafka had never asked or cared about it.
Yashinta shook his head. "I don't know."
"Maybe because Kafka was the first man Yas fell in love with. So Yas doesn't know how to fall in love with a man other than Kafka."
***
"Mother."
The two people hugged the child with the mother who had not met for a long time, making Kafka cluck and feel set up.
"How are you, honey?"
"Good, Mother. Yas well, Mother how are you?"
"As you can see, Mommy is also healthy." Mother replied with her anal smile, holding Yashinta inside the house and completely ignoring Kafka.
"Maybe I'd better be Yashinta adek, yah yah time." Kafka began to think about it seeing Mother's excessive attitude every meeting with Yashinta.
The young man did not want to disturb and let the two people miss each other. While he himself decided to go to his room.
"Where is your school? Kafka said you were busy, eating Kafka was hard if you wanted to take you here." said Mother in accordance with what her son said every time he asked why Kafka did not bring Yashinta.
Yashinta smiled awkwardly, apparently Kafka lied to Mother while the man avoided her, not because Yashinta was busy and could not visit. While to come to Mother's house without Kafka or the man's permission, he was afraid that his girlfriend would not like.
"Current Mother. Lately Yas has been busy studying." replied the girl. Mother smiled looking at Yashinta. "What do you want to drink?" ask Mother later because her special guest has not been served drinking.
"What a Mother, Yas likes everything."
"If so Mother makes all kinds of drinks for Yashinta."
"Don't Mother. Don't hesitate." said the girl who made Mother laugh. After saying that if Yashinta only wanted orange juice, Mommy returned shortly with a drink ordered by Yashinta, he made it directly because his housekeeper was cooking the lunch menu.
"Thank you Mother." she grabbed a glass of orange juice and sipped it a little to relieve thirst. Mommy sits next to her while staring at the girl attentively, making Yashinta then remember what she needed when she saw Mommy.
"Mother, what a coincidence Mother wants to meet Yas. Yas also had the intention to meet Mommy, you know." said the girl.
"Oh, yeah. What's the matter?"
"Yas to the boutique Mother. Yas needs some dress or dress for his show later."
"It just so happens, Mommy also wants to take you to the boutique. Kafka said that?" suhut Bunda ended the question that made the girl actually asked back.
"Say what Mother? Kafka didn't say anything but tell Yas that Mommy wants to see you." she said as Kafka told her this morning when Kafka met her while giving her a tupperware of sandwiches from Mommy.
Mother clucking slowly. "The kid." Yashinta frowned. "Mother has something for you. Later Mommy loves to see in the boutique, well." said Mommy, Yashinta can only nod.
"We have lunch first, yeah." take Mommy later. "Mother can ask for help?"
"Seek what Mother please?"
"Send your girlfriend to join. We'll eat together, say we'll go to the boutique."
"Boleh Mother. Where's the caffeine?" Yashinta dizzy looking for the existence of Kafka, he realized that Kafka was not with them.
"In his room."
"He'h?"
Mother appears to have passed into the kitchen after rubbing Yashinta's back. While the girl was in her place.
Kafka's in the room? Mother told him to come and tell the man to come down and join lunch together. That is, this will be the first time Yashinta set foot in the man's room.
TB